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Good God, if Your song leaves our lips
If Your work leaves our hands
Then we will be wonderers and vagabonds
They will stare and say how empty we are
How the freedom we had turned us up as dead men
Let us be cold, make us weak
Let us, because we all have ears
Let us, because we all have eyes
Good God
How they knew that this would happen
We're so run down
Good God, can you still get us home?
How can we still get home?
We're forgetting our forgiveness
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Girl's Not Grey
03:35
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I'll lay me down tonight
Much further down
Swim in the calm tonight
This art does drown
What follows me as the whitest lace of light
Will swallow whole just begs to be imbrued
What follows has led me to this place where I belong,
With all erased
All insects sing tonight
The coldest sound
I'd send God's grace tonight
Could it be found
I'll lay me down tonight
Much further down
Watch stars go out tonight
On sinking ground
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So strange I remember you in protest of a prayer
Falling back from seas we fear to sail
I swear I saw the shooter, gold teeth and a double dare,
Postmodern warnings seem inclined to fail.
Feigning an apology.
Those words they never left your lips.
Those 5 years in Bermuda slide by like the lights of passing ships,
So strange I remember you,
knee-deep in Nietzsche's lies
my throat was an open grave
I drank your stained glass eyes
They taste like dead cathedrals
that are crumbling beneath the weight of ten thousand jaded tourists
who've traded in their hearts and hands for
disposable cameras, set to document to decay,
set to capture just enough of life
to catalogue the things we throw away.
Breathing the fumes of our machines
We've lost our way.
Breathing through television dreams
If we could only see us now.
The words of the dead ring in our ears, but its only a lie.
The voice in your head brings you to tears, but you don't know why.
The words of the dead ring in our ears, but its only a lie.
The voice in your head brings you to tears,but its only a lie,
Its only a lie,
...isn't it?
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In Fear and Faith
04:27
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Can we last through the winter?
The water's starting to freeze.
The only one who remembers
Taking the wrong step, falling in front of me.
This body's already aging.
These nights are all ready long.
And if I last through the winter,
I swear to you now, I won't call.
Congratulations, go home now.
Will we last through the winter?
Will we make it to see?
I never wanted a partner
I never loved you, now you are free to leave.
This heart is already frozen,
I can't remember the fall.
And if I last through the winter,
I swear to you now, I won't call.
Congratulations, go home now.
It's too late, it's too late, they won't let go.
Follow five footsteps through that open door, open door.
It must be buried under the heart
That makes this pace consistent.
You'll find it torn, that gate's been opened?
I've been wondering if you've been real with us.
It's start, stop and go you've been dying for, you've been dying for.
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Sorrow
04:17
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Father can you hear me?
How have I let you down?
I curse the day that I was born
And all the sorrow in this world
Let me take you to the herding ground
Where all good men are trampled down
Just to settle a bet that could not be won
Between a prideful father and his son
Will you guide me now, for I can't see
A reason for the suffering and this long misery
What if every living soul could be upright and strong
Well, then I do imagine
There will be sorrow no more
When all soldiers lay there weapons down
Or when all kings and all queens relinquish their crowns
Or when the only true messiah rescues us from ourselves
It's easy to imagine
There will be sorrow no more
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